09.20.2016 08:23 AM

The long road

A lot of jazz, to me, is a lot like Paul Wells: a wee bit pretentious and without structure.

Listening to Shankar on the way in, I reckoned that this isn’t jazz at all. It’s quite disciplined and, to me, a bit of godlike genius. It’s perfect, even.

What can I say? I’m Irish, but I much prefer tumbak and tabla to bodhran. Always have.

2 Comments


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    Charlie says:

    As talented as Rahat is, he doesn’t have anywhere near the vocal range and depth as his uncle did.


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    dave constable says:

    When I get up there, I’m going to tell Oscar Peterson, Charlie Mingus, and Bobby Brookmeyer what you said about jazz.
    You’re never getting in.

    Never!

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